Nine leaves hung from the stem, each leaf's edges beaded with droplets of blood.
The blood droplets did not fall, remaining suspended at the leaf tips.
Chen Changqing studied it for a moment.
"What is this?"
Hu Xian'er's expression turned serious.
"Blood Soul Grass."
"This item is of great use to me."
"If you enter the Demon Immortal Treasure and can find a stalk for me, you may choose any one Immortal Artifact from my Myriad Treasure Tower."
Chen Changqing did not answer.
For the Myriad Treasure Tower to establish itself in Myriad Demon City, it naturally possessed more Immortal Artifacts than those displayed at the auction.
The terms Hu Xian'er offered were enough to tempt any Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivator.
But the more generous the reward, the more it showed that the Blood Soul Grass would not be easy to obtain.
"You only want Blood Soul Grass?"
"Complete Blood Soul Grass."
Hu Xian'er added another condition.
"The roots and stem cannot be damaged, and all nine leaves must be preserved."
"What if I only find a damaged stalk?"
"A damaged stalk is useful too, but it can only be exchanged for one Quasi-Immortal Artifact."
Chen Changqing looked at the scroll.
"What does this herb do?"
Hu Xian'er fell silent for a moment.
"Save someone."
"Whom?"
"My mother."
The answer came swiftly.
Chen Changqing raised his eyes to look at her.
Hu Xian'er still wore a smile, but much of her composure had faded.
"She was injured?"
"Not an ordinary injury."
Hu Xian'er's fingertips lightly tapped the tabletop.
"Her Primordial Spirit was cleaved into seven pieces, and her body was sealed away in an ancient land. The Myriad Treasure Tower searched for years and found only six pieces of her Primordial Spirit. The final piece has never been located."
"What